At the same time, the villa is in an unprecedented tension. Everyone has a sword in their hands and several pages of sword scores. Even chefs and mothers are no exception, not to mention the swordsmen in the outer courtyard, they shorten their sleep time as much as possible, and even study sword scores when eating and going to the toilet, and don’t even have time to practice.

The release speed of one page a day is too fast. Except for a few innate masters, the others could not keep up with the progress. They could only study hard without sleep. When they posted more than ten pages, even the left and right guardians were overwhelmed. By the time they posted twenty pages, two swordsmen had died suddenly after overwork. One practiced the exercises and went crazy, and the other jumped off the cliff. It is said that they were still shouting in the air: "It's fake, all of them are fake!"

At most, the other swordsmen just took time out and said contempt: "This idiot naturally cannot understand such a profound sword score!"

Most swordsmen don’t even notice what’s happening outside. When walking in the villa, they often encounter swordsmen with their hands pressed on the hilt, with ferocious expressions and muttering words. You think he is coming to kill you, but in fact, he may not be able to dodge even if you hit him.

After a month, the swordsmen gathered in the main hall again, waiting for the 32nd page of the sword score. All their eyes were dull and stretched their necks, like a group of ducks waiting to be fed. Although they were full and almost exploded, no one could resist eating. Some people suspected that this was the conspiracy of the two owners, who wanted to torture everyone to death in this way. They vowed every day that they would never read the sword score again. The time they swear was usually after reading the latest page of the sword score.

"Welcome to the owner of the house!"

In a weak voice, Li Qingshan and Gu Yanying arrived as scheduled. Compared with the decadence of the swordsmen below, they seemed very arrogant and looked at each other and smiled.

Gu Yanying said: "We have worked hard during this period, which makes us feel very heartbroken when we read it. So for everyone's health, we made a decision. Today's sword score... is gone."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and it took a lot of effort to come back to their senses. A spark flashed in their eyes, and the crowd was infuriated in an instant.

"No more?" "How can I lose more?" "What about the full book that was agreed upon?"

"Shut up!" Li Qingshan spitted out two words, and everyone was like a duck with a strangled neck. The place where the Fire Sword Hou was shot to death was still left with a clear big handprint. He waved his hand: "Master Yuan, take the box up and let everyone open their eyes."

Yuan Feifei came to the center of the hall with a big box in her arms, put it down carefully, and opened it gently, with books piled up in it.

"Don't fight or rob, each person has a book, there are all!" Li Qingshan said.

The swordsmen's eyes lit up again and immediately surrounded them. The eyes were "The Legend of the White Ape King", and the four extremely eye-catching words "Written by Li Qingshan", which were both disappointed and lamented.

I endured the disappointment and looked carefully. There were a few lines of introduction written on the cover: "This is the glorious life of a generation of Sword Sect, this is a sigh of sudden death!"

Fire Sword Hou recommended: "The thing I regret the most is that I didn't live to see this book come out!"

Finally, there are four bright red characters: "You must read when learning swords!"
Chapter completed!